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People Who Walked In On Their Significant Other Cheating, How Did You Whip Their Sorry @$$?

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People who walked in on their significant other cheating, how
did you whip their Sorry a storyone.
I went to see my girlfriend one day and her roommate let me in.
Looking confused, she said I thought you were here already.
Then I heard noises coming from my girlfriend's room.
I got really pissed off and stormed in, ready to beat the
crap out of him, but when I kicked the door in, the guy

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jumped off of her and I swear his fully up and strong Dong
couldn't have been bigger than asharpie.
It stopped me dead in my tracks.So I started laughing, softly at
first, then harder, until I was cackling like a damn hyena.
I was doubled over pointing at this guy's Dong and laughing and
yelling at her through hysterics.

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Seriously, I grabbed my phone charger I had come back for,
took one last look at them, thenstarted laughing again as I
left. My now ex-girlfriend runs out in
a towel saying let me explain and all that crap.
I have no idea how my brain connected this, but I look at
her, continue laughing and yell I've smoked cigarettes bigger

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than that and open the door and walk out.
Of course, as soon as I got backto my car, my reaction went from
uncontrollable laughter to sobbing and screaming, but I got
the satisfaction of not letting her see it.
There are two great PS to the story though.
First, her roommate called me a few days later saying she had
fought with my ex for cheating on me.

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Two days later, while the ex wasat work, I banged her roommate
on her bed. Second, many years later, the
word reached me that my ex was marrying this guy and their
wedding was forthcoming. I ordered a Grow Your Own Dong
Bachelorette novelty toy on Amazon and had it sent as a
wedding gift from a made-up nameto her mother's house.

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No word on if they got it. Before we continue, do us a
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our channel. Story 2.
I had my suspicions that my boyfriend was cheating on me for
a while, but I never had any proof.
I had access to his phone and laptop and I never saw anything
out of the ordinary. But my boyfriend suddenly was

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going out all the time saying itwas just him and the boys so I
couldn't come and if I really trusted him it shouldn't be an
issue. He also stopped being intimate
with me, claiming he was too tired or not in the mood.
I tried confiding in my best friend about this, asking for
her advice on what to do. She said that he would never do
that to me because he loves me too much and that I'm being

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paranoid. I should be thankful that I have
him in my life. I tried to listen to her advice
but it was just too much. He was always going out, coming
home late and never answered my texts or calls.
So we had a huge fight where I basically begged him to just
ease my anxiety and tell me where he goes or at least answer
my texts so I don't have to worry.

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But he said that I was being jealous and controlling so I
left our apartment. I didn't grab anything, I just
ran out because I couldn't standit anymore.
I don't know how much time passed, maybe 2 hours as I was
just walking around the city trying to cool down before I got
home. That's when I walked in on my
boyfriend vigorously testing themattress with my best friend
right in the middle of my livingroom on a couch that I bought.

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They didn't notice me right away, but when they did, the
shit show ensued. I started screaming at both of
them as I cried my eyes out. My best friend said nothing as
they both quickly put on clothes, but my boyfriend
started defending them. He said that they were in love
and had been for the last year, but they didn't want to hurt me
so they tried to hide it. That it's my fault for being so
sad and depressed. So it's natural that my

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boyfriend went to seek solace somewhere else.
My best friend was also sick of me always being sad.
Apparently. My boyfriend's words.
She said nothing the entire timeand they bonded over that and
realized they could give each other whatever I wasn't
providing them. They wanted to tell me but
didn't want my depression to getworse.
I just left. I spent the night at coffee shop

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until they closed and then all night just wandering outside
feeling lost. I didn't have anywhere to go as
I normally go to my best friend's but that wasn't an
option. Now my best friend texted me and
called me a bunch of times trying to say sorry.
I guess I just wanted to know when and how because I texted
her back asking for the full story.
She that my boyfriend over exaggerated they were not in

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love they were just banging as if that makes it so much better.
She explained everything. They slept together after
getting wasted. I asked her when and it was
during my birthday after I had gone to sleep.
They promised never to tell me and never do it again, but the
tension was just too much to ignore.
So they would hook up at her place every Tuesday and Friday.

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When he claimed he was with the boys I asked if they ever did it
in my own home and she said yes.Any time I had to pull over time
at my job she would go to my house and bang my boyfriend but
she said they would never do it in my bed because she couldn't
do that to me. Like what?
She said she was really sorry but thought I should know that
she wasn't the only girl he was banging with.

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She said he has a second phone to set up all the hookups, which
is why he didn't care if I was on his phone or laptop.
So yeah, I don't know what to do.
It's been about a week since that happened and I've only been
home once to grab my essentials and I've been staying in a
hotel. My boyfriend has not contacted
me once, which shouldn't matter but it still hurts like hell.
It's been so hard to drag myselfout of bed to go to work.

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I don't want to leave this hotelroom, I just want to curl up on
the bed and never move again. Story three I was married for
about 5 years. I walked in on my wife and a
coworker on the kitchen floor. All three of us worked together.
Just to be clear, she worked Graves and I worked days at the
time and Saturday morning was a time when many of our coworkers

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would hit the bar that happened to be behind our house.
I remember seeing someone else'scar in the driveway and assumed
someone, likely a female, had crashed to avoid drunk driving.
I remember opening the door super quietly not to wake anyone
and experiencing something I wasnot prepared for.
The first thing I heard was a rapid squishing sound

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accompanied by the moaning of mywife.
This was quickly followed by a strong smell.
I see them clear as day on the kitchen floor.
I am not noticed until I close the door and greet them with a
friendly What the the actual heck?
It's difficult to even begin to explain what that does to you.
I realize it's unfortunately notall that uncommon to experience

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cheating, but to walk in on it, especially when you are married,
is a life changing experience. I did not react the way I would
have imagined I would. I simply felt nothing.
My actions became autonomous. Told the fellow to get out now
repeatedly as he insisted on apologizing and asked me to hit
him. After several warnings, I

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threatened to get my gun as I felt as if that was what you
were expected to do. Eventually he left only after my
wife told him to leave. I calmly went to the bedroom to
remove my suit and get into something more comfortable.
As my wife remained in the kitchen, still lying on her back
covering her face. I left and immediately drove to
a nearby apartment complex and called my boss who is a good

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friend. As I was leaving, I saw the
other guy in my driveway, but I didn't give a crap, I just
wanted to get away. After telling my boss slash
friend everything, I began the application process for an
apartment not even 2 hours afterdiscovering the two.
Because of the nature of the incident.
Since my wife was the boss of the guy she was sleeping with,

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there had to be an investigation.
I didn't intend for there to be an investigation.
I just wanted someone to talk toless than 24 hours later because
some people on the committee cankeep their mouths shut.
Every single person I knew foundout.
It was a horrific experience that I am fairly certain has
scarred me yet strengthened me for life.

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But I made the mistake of givingher a second chance about two
months later. It lasted about a month before
we separated and I filed for divorce.
Don't ever give someone who cheated a second chance in a
monogamous relationship. Ever.
Cheating occurs when one's selfish desires exceed their
compassion and respect for theirpartner.

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Period. You owe it to yourself to cut
them out of your life like a cancer, even if they become a
better person afterwards. It's simply not worth it for
you. The emotional turmoil is
surreal. For a while I would break down
crying any time I saw the color orange.
She was wearing orange when I caught her.
I chose to welcome the single life and to numb the pain with a

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large amount of booze. Time is a beautiful thing.
Eventually, I came to my senses and stopped drinking and started
to progress to a constructive life.
I did the classic stuff, I hit the gym, became the strongest I
have ever been in my life to coincide with the strength I
wanted to develop mentally and emotionally, resumed college and

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got a new job. It's been a few years but I like
the direction I am going. I have more self respect than I
have ever had in my life. I have a wonderful woman in my
life who is a great support and complements my personality.
I lost a lot of friends for various reasons, but I am
building new relationships. I occasionally struggle with
trust issues as well as anxiety,but it's getting better.

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Trust me on this though, it was hard and it still is on
occasion, but you will learn a lot about yourself.
Story 4. I first met my wife when I was
studying abroad in China. We dated briefly over there and
kept in touch online when I returned home.
Eventually the two of us got married and she moved out here
to the states with me. Occasionally her family came to

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visit. Four years into the
relationship, I catch her with her brother in bed.
I didn't know what the heck to think.
Is this a weird cultural thing? Is this guy even her brother?
I got angry, yelled at her, stormed out for the night, and
crashed at my friend's apartment.
I went to work the next day and came back home while she was

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still at school. The guy was already gone.
I checked her MacBook where her Skype and e-mail accounts were
still logged in. That's when I discovered the man
was actually her husband. The money we thought we were
sending to help her parents was actually going to him and her
kids. Story 5 This girl was staying at
my house for a bit. She had family issues and never

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wanted to go home. We'll call her Erica.
Every night Erica would start crying when we were heading to
bed and my boyfriend and I wouldstay up for hours trying to calm
her down. After a couple of weeks I kicked
her out. My boyfriend really didn't like
it but I was firm. We needed sleep and this girl
needed to deal with her family issues.

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Two days later I was at work andmy boyfriend called to say he
was staying home sick and wouldn't need a ride later.
I felt bad for him so on my hourlunch break I went to the soup
shop to grab him some tasty soup.
It took a while and I was going to use my whole lunch break to
bring him soup. I got home and he wasn't on his
computer. Very unusual and the bedroom

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door was closed. I opened the bedroom door and he
and the girl were unclothed in bed together.
Not actively doing anything, just unclothed.
I poured the soup on them and left.
He called me and said it wasn't what it looked like.
She was keeping him warm since he had a fever.
What an amazing excuse. She totally had to be unclothed

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to keep him warm. I'm sure I told him he better
have his stuff out by the time Igot home or I was calling the
cops. He broke into my apartment three
days later to leave flowers and a note.
I was 20 years old and dumb so Itook him back.
We stayed together for two more years.
He was from Oregon and my work wanted me to move to Colorado.

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Since he didn't have a job and Ihated living in Oregon, we took
the offer. The whole time we were there.
He was unhappy and wanted to move home but we couldn't
because of my work. Eventually he came to me and
told me his mom had a heart attack and he had to go care for
her. I had to pay to ship him and all
our stuff including our cat backto Oregon.

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It was almost $1000 when all wassaid and done.
He got home and never called to say he landed or was safe or
anything. After a couple of weeks, I got
hold of one of his friends who said his mom never had a heart
attack. A few days later, female friends
from Oregon started calling asking me to get him to leave
them alone. He was trying to hit on my

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friends. I told them that jerk wasn't my
problem anymore. A week later I texted him to
tell him I was going to take the$200 hit and shut off his cell
phone line. Suddenly he calls back, says he
gave that number for job applications and I can shut it
off. I did.
Anyway. Now I'm engaged to a reasonable
human being whom I love and havebeen with for five years.

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My ex is married, lives with hisparents, and is still sleeping
with Erica on the side. Erica married a trans girl who
impregnated Erica almost immediately all those years ago.
Story 6. My husband cheated on me with
his fit and skinny gym friend. I came home from work early, I'm
an OB nurse so my hours are pretty unpredictable, and found

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female sneakers in the garage that were mine.
At that point I sort of already knew what I'd be walking into.
My husband has recently become very fit and has been
consistently going to the gym, during which he made a female
friend who he even brought home for dinner last week.
She's beautiful and thin and everything I am not, which
instantly made me feel horrible so I talked to him about it.

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He encouraged me to build my confidence and reassured me he
loved me and would always be loyal to me.
I walked into the laundry room from the garage and sort of
tiptoed around the house before going upstairs and yay they were
shagging in our bed with a framed picture from our wedding
above the night stand next to it.
I silently left the room and gotback in my car with tears

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streaming down my face and droveto get food and just sat in my
car crying since it's now almostone.
AMI walked in on them at 7:00 PMand I've returned to the
hospital. He called me asking why I wasn't
home and I told him my shift is extended but in reality I'm
lying in one of the on call rooms bawling my eyes out as I

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type this. I feel so worthless and ugly and
stupid I don't even know how to proceed.
On one hand I want to divorce him and never see him again but
on the other hand I'm an ugly woman.
It's not like I can do better. I feel so gross and the self
loathing is getting too much right now.
Story 7. Not exactly what you're

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expecting but I walked in on my fiance being essay.
We were at a Halloween party andshe got a little wasted.
Mind you, everyone there were friends.
Pretty damn close friends too. Everyone at this party was
actually invited to our wedding.So my fiance disappears upstairs
with the woman who owns the house and I think no big deal.
My girl gets tired when she drinks, she's probably going to

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lie down. I assumed the woman who owned
the house, a very old friend of my fiance's, was going to lie
down with her since they both have a history of doing this.
Fast forward 45 minutes and the owner is back down at the party,
but my fiance was nowhere to be seen.
The owner told me she was asleepin the spare bedroom and she had
closed the door and left her up there about 10 minutes ago.

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But something wasn't sitting right with me so I went up to
find her. The door wasn't closed, in fact
it was wide open and one of our friends, the husband of her best
friend to be exact, was in bed with her.
Her dress was on the floor and he had his hand inside her
dress. I hate to admit it but I assumed
the worst for a split second. Just a second, but I hate myself

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for it. I assumed she was encouraging
it, but then I realized she was crying and he had tied one of
her arms to the bed frame. Not only that, but she's a
petite girl and he had most of his bulk on her holding her
down. I hauled him off of her, broke
his nose and gave him a concussion before someone else
from the party pulled me off of him.
After the three of our combined screaming brought people

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running, he attempted to sue me for assault.
She pressed SA charges. It hasn't been easy.
For the past couple of months. Her best friend, the guy's wife,
sided with her husband and cut all contact with my fiance.
She was also my fiance's maid ofhonor, so she obviously kicked
her out of the wedding party. Story 8 I had a group of friends

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tell me that they knew my then girlfriend had cheated on me
with three other guys. I didn't believe it and they
drove me out to the party where she was.
Unbeknownst to me, all three guys were guys I knew and they
were all at this party. I stalked through the party
looking for her, but I found twoof the guys hanging out,
confronted them and they admitted it and apologized.

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I just walked off. I kept looking around for her
and finally found her in one of the upstairs bedrooms just
getting dressed after banging the third guy.
He was just standing there shirtless with all these
piercings with this smug look onhis face.
And so I confronted him and he said it's just for the pleasure.
I don't even like her. I grabbed a nipple ring in each

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hand and ripped them right out. Walked out of there with him
screaming and bleeding as a bunch of people ran in to see
what the deal was. I still have them.
Story nine. The first girl I ever fell in
love with who I lost my V card to ended up sleeping with my
best friend a week later. I walked in on them going at it
and I literally just walked off in a fit of rage and tears.

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A day later I went to his house and sat him down like a man and
asked him what happened. He said nothing.
I asked him again, same reply. So I thought well screw you then
and never spoke to him again. As for her, I ditched her and
never looked back. I don't recommend that anyone do
what I did next. So I saw my old best friend at a

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house party about five years later and basically peer
pressured him into taking some powder with some of the guys I
was with. I took pictures and had them
blown out onto big A4 pages and sent them to his mom and dad at
Christmas with the message MerryChristmas, here's your son in
all his glory. His mom and dad were Christians.
Suffice it to say I got my revenge.

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Story 10 This was my first boyfriend in college.
He was a lot of firsts actually,including the first person to
cheat on me. It was my boyfriend's birthday
and I was going to surprise him by decorating his room at
midnight. He usually has work until 2:00
AM on those days, so I plan to go to his dorm room and decorate

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it. I knew his roommate was going
home that weekend so his roommate was nice enough to lend
me his key. I have all the supplies with me
and go to his room at one. AMI like to vlog things and was
going to record the process so Ihad my phone recording me
entering his room. I swung open the door and I see
him and another girl. I guess I have impeccable timing

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because he spills all over her back as I open the door and
remember my phone was recording all of this.
I just kind of stand there. We all just look at each other
and he starts to say babe. Tears start falling down my face
and I just lose it. I fell to the floor and started
crying. He scrambles for his clothes and
I just leave. I leave all the supplies there,

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grab my bag and phone and just walk away.
I went back to my room without saying anything.
In fact I never said anything tohim ever again.
He stalked me for a bit after his roommate didn't know we
broke up and messaged me a few days after telling me he thinks
my ex is cheating on me with a girl.
He says the name of the girl which is not the same girl I saw

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him in bed with. Story 11 I was 21 at the time
with a 5 month old baby. He knew I was going to be there
that morning to move my things out.
I got there only to find a strange car in the driveway.
I went into the house and found them passed out in our bed after
they had been on a two week powder Bender.

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I went into the kitchen, emptiedthe ice bucket into the biggest
container I could find, filled the rest of the container with
water and proceeded to throw it on them both and wake them from
their stupor. I then went to the driveway,
keyed the word drab into the paint on the hood of her car.
Once they fled, I was livid. I grabbed everything I could
find of him and put it into the charcoal barbic, poured lighter

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fluid on it and lit a match. I was out of my mind with
heartbreak at the time and wouldnever do this again.
I wish I could say that I learned my lesson and never went
back, but I stayed for 14 years,trying with all my might to be
good enough so that he would love me.
Five years ago I said enough, divorced him and now raise our
four kids without anyone's help.Story 12.

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We'd been dating for over a year.
She'd gotten a new job and to congratulate her I left work
early and brought over 2 bottlesof champagne.
No one was answering the door, but her roommate was on the
stairwell outside their friend'sapartment and heard me knocking.
She let me in. We both walked together to their
room at the end of the hall, andas her roommate pushed the door

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open, my Esso called out not to come in and I heard laughing.
At this point I moved on a kind of numb autopilot and pushed the
door open. She was on top of him.
She threw the blanket over her shoulders and looked back toward
the door. I honestly lost it.
I cried, screamed, and went to pieces.
I knew the guy from other friends, and he'd abandoned a

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close friend of mine after theirdaughter was born severely
epileptic. She wasn't apologetic at all.
They were in love. I drove home bawling the whole
way. I haven't loved anyone like I
loved her yet in my life. I drank both bottles of
champagne at my apartment and packed a bag calling my family
to pick me up. I spent a few days with them.

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Being back home reminded me of the actual unconditional love in
my life. She and the guy deserved each
other in the end. She called me almost a year
later while she was living with him and wanted to come over.
She wanted to get intimate with me, so we did.
Then I detailed the whole affairin a message to him and he
kicked her out of his house. Everything works out in the end.

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People. Story 13.
Well I walked in on them sleeping in our bed.
I came home early from a road trip with a friend of mine and
walked into my bedroom happy to wake her up and surprise her.
For whatever reason the guy had a Polaroid camera on the bedside
table so I took a picture with it, set it next to them
basically to say be glad I didn't kill you, and walked out.

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It was an old camera but I'm pretty sure they were on powder.
She tried justifying it later but I think I barely said 10
words to her after that. Story 14 Well, I came home from
work about two hours early. I'd wrapped up my paperwork
ahead of schedule. I walked into the bedroom
planning to take a shower. Then it happened.
Honestly, I just stood there frozen, staring at them while

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they stared back at me. She looked me dead in the eyes
and said babe, it's not what it looks like.
I couldn't help it, I just burstout laughing obnoxiously, then
turned around and walked out of the room.
When she finally came out, she found me calmly playing
Battlefield 4 on my PC. As for the other guy, I'm

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guessing he left the same way hecame in through the window.
Say BB sis, she said softly. I didn't look up, just replied
set. She asked if I was OK, said
yeah. I said I'm fine set.
I said I guess she actually believed that because she turned
around and started heading back into the bedroom.

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As she walked away I kept playing my game and calmly said
it's Co and you have three days to get all of your things out.
She stopped in her tracks, spun around and started arguing
telling me I couldn't do that. I didn't raise my voice, I just
said fed, I signed the lease, I pay all the bills.
Everything tied to this place, every single thing between you

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and me is in my name, not yours.So yes, I can and I sit really
appreciate it if you packed yourthings and left.
She started crying and I tell behonest, I laughed.
Some may call me heartless for this, but if you knew the amount
that I had put into the relationship and how much I
sacrificed for it, you wouldn't blame me.

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Story 15 I came home early from work, noticed a strange car
outside, and found them sleepingin our bed, cozy as can be.
After doing the deed, they woke up to me closing the door and
leaving. She called and begged me to come
home. I said everything I had ever
bitten my tongue about and filedfor divorce two days later.

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A month after the divorce was final, I moved thousands of
miles away. She still wants me to come back
and tells me it's the biggest mistake she's ever made.
People still ask me why I talkedto her at all.
I say it's because I have to be civil.
The truth is I'm still enjoying knowing she's struggling and
that I'm winning. Petty, I know, but screw her.

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Story 16 When I was younger I had a girlfriend.
My mistake is that I thought we were close.
I had a key to her place and worked part time.
My manager sent me home one weekend because we were
overstaffed and there wasn't anypoint in my being there.
I went and picked up a DVD and some ingredients to make dinner
and headed to her place. I let myself in and could

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already hear suspicious noises. My heart was pounding and my
brain was saying all systems go.I went upstairs and open the
door and lo and behold there wassome guy pounding my girl.
There were so many emotions thatall I could spurt out was I hope
his Dong tastes better than dinner and proceeded to dump my
shopping on her floor and stormed out.

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Cue texts and calls saying how she was confused and wasn't sure
if she still liked guys and how sorry she was.
To be clear, I am a bisexual female and Michelle was my
girlfriend in question. After this incident I had kind
of a hard time dating women. Let's just say I haven't had a
girlfriend since Story 17. I was on a trip and decided to

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come home a couple of days earlyand surprise my now ex fiance.
We were not living together so Iwas going to go to my apartment
to shower because I took a red eye flight and I wanted to wash
off the airplane stink before I surprised her with some flowers.
I walked in and I saw a pair of shoes by the door that were not
mine. I thought maybe they were my

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roommates. As I round the corner to my room
I start to hear moaning and heavy breathing.
I thought my roommate was with someone in my room so I thought
I would screw with him. I burst through the door and
said something like surprise andfound my fiance getting railed
by her roommate. I guess their other roommate had
people over so they thought to go to my place which they

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thought was empty. I looked at them and said I
think you should leave the ring in the key.
They freaked out and asked what I was doing at home.
I told them that this is my place and I didn't have to
answer to them. They scrambled to collect their
stuff and left. In the process she left behind
her iPad. I decided to go through it.
I'm really proud of that, but I figured why not?

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The wedding is off now anyway. Turns out she had been sleeping
with a bunch of different peoplefor the past six or seven
months. Story 18 I had just gotten to
college and it was my first timebeing away from home.
That was a really big deal for me because I have major
helicopter sports parents who pretty much ruined any social
life I had in high school from the constant practicing.

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That being said, I can't really blame them because that's what
made me excel at athletics. Anyways.
Because of this, I had never hada serious romantic relationship
with a girl of any kind. When I got to school, I met
Mary, whom I fell for immediately, and she seemed
really into me as well. It was actually pretty much the
exact fantasy of what I wanted to happen to me.

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I became really close friends with the guys next to me and
everything was perfect. After a few months I told Mary I
loved her and she told me the same.
And three days later when I wentto Mary's dorm because I had
left some stuff there the previous night, I actually
walked in on her banging one of my closest friends.
I'm usually a pretty even tempered person, but I
completely snapped. I beat him up really badly when

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I was in high school. I was a state finalist wrestler
and also boxed amateurly and wasstill in good shape and
practicing on a regular basis. I should mention that at the
time I was 6 foot three, about 220 lbs and he was a fairly
scrawny guy, which probably makes it worse, but Oh well.
It wasn't really a fight, just me punching him until he went
limp while Mary screamed and cried trying to get me to stop.

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I eventually did, and I just kind of looked at her.
To be honest, I wanted to hit her.
I'd never felt so betrayed and hurt in my life and she was just
giving me the scared, helpless look.
I spat on her face and called her a jerk and left.
This was not my finest moment. Story 19.
Thankfully she was just a girlfriend, we were living

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together at the time and I had gotten released early from the
military. Came home unexpectedly and
caught her in the act. Honestly, I think what kept me
the calmest wasn't the shock, itwas the guy's reaction.
The look on his face said it alland somehow that made it easier
to keep my cool. He started yelling at her.
Who the heck is this guy? And you said you were single?

(29:46):
She had lied through her teeth to the guy and to be honest I've
never been the one to hang pictures or anything or to live
like a slob, so it is fairly believable he didn't know a guy
lived there. Anyways, I just started packing
my stuff and she tried to yell at me, curse at me and stop me
from packing. She tried to take stuff from me

(30:06):
and dumped my bags and I just kept my head down and kept
packing away. Honestly, I think I took it the
best way I could. There was other stuff like
quickly contacting the landlord,informing him I was moving out
and getting out of there the next day, but my reaction was
the only sensible thing I could do at the time.
I think. Story 20 I was already at a low

(30:29):
point in my life. I actually just got fired and
came back to the hotel room where we were staying and went
straight to the bathroom. Hadn't really thought about why
my girlfriend wasn't there. I reiterate that it was a very
low point in my life. Sitting on the toilet, I
recognized her singing through the vents.
I could tell she was in the shower next door.

(30:49):
I banged on the next door down for like 5 minutes before I
heard the neighbor yell at her that it was me.
I yelled open the door and he obliged.
I walked straight past him and threw her clothes at her as she
was getting out of the shower Asshe argued with me.
Ducher McGee decided that's whenhe'd step in and shove me and
tell me to screw off. I promptly lost it, broke his

(31:12):
nose, and continued to throw himaround his hotel room.
I left when he started screamingabout the cops.
I just took off my bloody shirt and started walking down the
street and kept going for a few hours all before noon.
It was a crappy day. I honestly don't regret my
actions. Don't get physical with me after

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I discovered you slept with my girlfriend.
Story 21. They were in the same room as me
and about 10 other people and they thought we were all asleep.
Senior year post prom sleepover situation.
The guy was a pretty good friend, or so I thought.
I didn't leave the room because they were in front of the door.
I cried into my pillow while they were banging.

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They denied doing it, which was strange, but it turns out there
were two others awake in the room so that lie collapsed.
I found out she'd been cheating on me the whole time with
another friend, because why not?She cared a lot about her
reputation so I went after that small school so everyone found
out quickly because I didn't think it could get worse.

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Wrong. The girlfriend of the first guy,
yes he had a girlfriend, called me crying and asked if it was
true. I could hear her heart break
over the phone when I confirmed it, but they're back together so
I hoped he straightened his crapout.
As for my ex, she's been dating some guy for about two years now
and seems happy. Story 22, Walked in on my ex not

(32:37):
sleeping with her ex BF but him asleep in his boxers on her bed
and her beside him. I had bought her a bunch of
gifts because I had been away atschool and was busy.
Thought I'd surprise her. I guess I did.
She bolted up as soon as I walked in.
I put the gifts on the ground and said so I bought you gifts I
guess I should just go. Left the gifts and walked out.

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She chased after me and threw herself in front of my car and
wouldn't move until I came in totalk to her.
The guy left while I was sittingin my car contemplating running
her over. We went inside and talked.
Decided not to end things. Two weeks later on Valentine's
Day, she dumped me because I hadn't yet put the past behind
me. She was crazy.

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She contacted me and told me sheloved me still two years later
after being engaged and pregnant.
I told her sorry but things wereover and I was in a relationship
with someone I loved deeply. My then girlfriend proceeded to
cheat on me and dump me a week later.
My luck was not the greatest. The good news is that now I'm
married to a wonderful woman. Story 23.

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I absolutely blew up. I came home from work early one
day and saw a different car in the driveway.
Assuming it was a friend of hers.
I walked into my house as normal.
Clothes were all over the floor as I get closer and closer to
our bedroom. She lived with me and didn't own
anything in the house. The door was open slightly so I
peeked after. I'm sure I heard noises.

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You know in the movie trailers when you hear that ringing that
gets louder and louder? That started.
I got so mad I kicked the door in, walked up to him and peeled
him off my girlfriend by his shoulders and started to beat
the living crap out of him. She's screaming and crying at
this point, trying to pull me off and get me to stop.
I eventually do, but I chase himwhile he is still unclothed.

(34:30):
Afterward, I come back to the house and yell until my throat
is hoarse and kick her out too. She had keys, but those don't do
you much good if they're inside.I started rounding up all of her
things. I had to decide if I wanted to
burn them or give them back. Eventually I started going
through her phone. The start of this cheating thing

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was when I was at work supporting her because she
refused to get a job. It still makes my blood boil.
Story 24 I heard from friends that my first wife was cheating
on me. I drove by my house and sure
enough there was a strange car in the driveway.
About the third time I did that,I finally manned up and pulled
in the driveway. After a few minutes to calm down

(35:13):
enough that my hands weren't shaking, I went in and found
them going at it. In the best deadpan voice I
could manage, I said, Jesus Christ, another one.
How many guys are you screwing? The joke was on me.
The look on her face told me he really wasn't the first.
I went out, got way too drunk, somehow managed to drive home

(35:33):
without killing anyone, and as Isat in an empty house had a
simply brilliant idea that I should take all her stuff
outside and burn it. But I ended up getting beaten up
by her guy. Arrested for drunk and
disorderly and charged in court for damages and the divorce
settlement. The upside was that years later
I found out she was now blowing guys in bars for rent money.

(35:55):
So in the end I would call it a win.
Story 25 I came home early and heard the water running in the
bathroom. So I put my stuff in the living
room and waited for my wife, nowex-wife, to get out.
As I passed the door to go to the bedroom I heard her talking.
So I stopped and listened quietly.
There was some splashing around,laughing and talking.

(36:16):
I listened some more and heard asecond woman's voice in there, a
girl I recognized. I didn't know what to do, walk
in and confront them, or wait until they got out or just
leave. While I was thinking about what
to do, I could tell they were about to come out, so I opened
the balcony door and went outside.
They went to the bedroom, got dressed, and after hearing my
wife tell her I would be home soon, the girl left.

(36:38):
I already knew my wife was bisexual, but she was also not
into 3 scores, not a sharer, at least not at that point in our
relationship. I didn't mention it to her for
months, but finally told her what happened that day.
She told me she and our friend had a thing going on for a few
weeks, but stopped it due to thedrama of being with a younger
woman. She needed someone more mature.

(36:58):
She later left me for another woman, but in her defense, the
other woman was more mature thanI ever was at that age.
Story 26 It wasn't my girlfriendbut I was there.
I was out with a few buddies andwas the designated driver.
I had just dropped off 2 guys and was driving my other quite
inebriated friend home. We live about two minutes from

(37:20):
each other walking distance and he says dude you should come in
and I'll sort you out some tequila.
I had never done tequila and this had been a thing for a
while so I said screw it, yeah let's do it.
We walked in through the hallwayand opened the door to the front
room. We see his housemate with a girl
on the sofa. I had to take a double look but

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Yep, it was my buddy's girlfriend.
We're both staring at this situation.
The girlfriend stares at my buddy and immediately starts
crying. I grabbed my buddy and start
taking him back towards the front door he's in.
That kind of sobered up immediately sort of shock.
I look back to see the girl withher hands on her face crying
heavily and the housemate looking really weirded out.

(38:02):
I took my buddy back to my placein my car with him fighting for
consciousness, or at least pretending to so he doesn't have
to admit what he saw. The next morning, my buddy was
passed out in my room. I stayed downstairs on the sofa
just in case he decided to get up and go do something stupid in
a drunken rage. He didn't, but I thought it was

(38:23):
better to be safe. The next morning he's still in
shock from it all. His phone is blowing up left,
right and center with texts and calls.
I've had a few texts too with her asking for my address to
come over. They had been together since
early secondary school, that is since 15 years old.
They'd already discussed stayingtogether for life, as in when

(38:45):
they would graduate, they would work for X years, they'd get
married, have kids set for life kind of stuff.
He looked utterly smashed. Anyway, there is a good part he
did the right thing. He moved out away from his
housemates and stopped in with me for the rest of the year.
He didn't even acknowledge her when they passed each other.
A couple of weeks later she tried to make out to mutual

(39:07):
friends like he was already cheating but couldn't back it up
with facts. In return, he quite happily told
everyone exactly how and where he had caught her.
Of course she made out like he was abusive and psychologically
manipulative, but by then her credit was totally trashed.
Sure, she had her male friends who sided with her totally, but
really they only wanted to sleepwith her too.

(39:30):
Anyway, a few weeks later he's drowning his sorrows again.
One night he's all broken. About how she threw him away and
how his housemate was a jerk. I just said look at it from your
ex housemates perspective. Just imagine it, no matter how
you shake it, he had a girl on top of him in the throes of
utter devastation and crying hysterically.

(39:52):
Dude, intimacy for him is ruinedfor life.
We both laughed a lot and it wasall fun and games after that.
Story 27. It was weird, we had been dating
for only 8 months but we're seriously in love.
We had recently moved in together.
That day she got a Facebook message from an old friend
asking to hang out. I already had plans to see two

(40:14):
friends that night by myself, one earlier and maybe one later
in the night. I was having a morning cigarette
with her on the porch and even made a comment along the lines
of well you should hang out withhim as long as you won't sleep
with him. She laughed it off because he
was kind of unattractive. I still felt a pinch of jealousy
but just wrote it off as paranoia.

(40:35):
She mentioned the guy before butit didn't seem like a long lost
crush or anything. Fast forward to later on in the
night and I was hanging out withmy friend Chris.
We just did random stuff and decided to end the chill session
early as he had work in the morning.
Well, I had talked with my girlfriend and she was just
chilling with the guy at home. I mentioned that I was probably

(40:56):
going to see another friend in the area.
While driving to his place, I impulsively decided to go home.
I thought to myself I should be a good boyfriend, get to know
her friends as well. I drove back to our apartment
and I tried calling her but she didn't pick up.
I was worried because I still didn't have a card that would
let me be buzzed into our apartment complex.

(41:18):
I had to dial A number at the front, she had to pick up on her
cell phone, and then the gates for the apartment complex would
open up. By sheer chance, I happened to
get there as someone else had just opened the gate and I was
able to follow them in without being buzzed.
In my lucky day, they're probably drunk, being goofy, and
might not have noticed my call, I thought to myself.

(41:40):
We had just made me a copy of the key and I walked into our
apartment. It was eerie no one was in the
living room. For a second I thought wow, they
just suddenly left the place in such a rush until I noticed our
bedroom door was closed. We never do that.
I crept toward it and a deep feeling of fear slowly

(42:01):
overwhelmed me. No, it can't be what I'm
thinking, that only happens in movies.
As I open the bedroom door and flip the switch.
There they were, the love of my life and a fat Italian dude
inches away from putting his stuff into her.
He just stops, sits up and says sorry dude, I did not act cool

(42:21):
at all. I screamed what the heck get the
hell out of my house. I then promptly ran to the
kitchen, grabbed a large chef knife in one hand and a half
empty wine bottle in the other. I ran back to the room and
threatened him to leave or I would off him.
I kept screaming randomly kicking or throwing stuff.
The only thought I had in my mind was just cut him, don't

(42:44):
stab him. A little cut isn't that bad, you
won't go to jail. What saved me was that a few
days prior I have been offered ajob in South Korea to teach.
My best friend was there alreadyand had pushed me to take the
job. His voice popped into my head
saying don't do it. Unkave.
You have a way out of this mess.You can leave the country in a

(43:06):
month. Don't hurt him.
You can go to jail instead of getting a new chance at life.
So he left. I yelled at her.
She was very drunk. I called her names.
It was the only time I use such words in such a malicious way.
I called her mom to come over because I was afraid that if she
was left alone she would try to off herself.
She tried for real two days later.

(43:27):
She didn't succeed and last I checked, has a serious drinking
problem. It hurt, but I went to Korea a
month later and my experiences there changed my life immensely
for the better. Story 28 When I turned 18, I
thought I had found the perfect woman.
We had so much fun and she was my everything.
About four years into the relationship I proposed to her

(43:51):
and she said yes. It wasn't until a few months
before the wedding she was texting more than usual.
Thought nothing of it really since she said it was a Co
worker she works with at the daycare they worked at.
I never suspected anything of itbecause she never gave me a
reason to question her since we never had problems or the normal
red flags. One day I came over to her house

(44:13):
a little early since I got off the weekend and wanted to
surprise her with some candy androses just because I could.
I walked into her house because that's what I always did.
She lived with her parents, but they went on a vacation for the
weekend and let her have the house.
I didn't really hear much out ofthe ordinary except for some
weird knocking sound. Every so often.

(44:33):
I got something to drink and satdown for a minute.
I remember that day vividly, even though it was a few years
ago. It was really hot outside, like
you could hardly breathe. I had a Sprite and I remember
even how much I spent on flowersand candy.
It's odd how we can remember theworst of days perfectly.
So after I sat there and heard the knocking for about 5 minutes

(44:56):
while enjoying my Sprite, I started to wonder what she was
doing. I figured she was trying to put
her new TV stand and shelf together because we had previous
plans to do so but didn't know why she would start without me.
So I grabbed the flowers and candy and headed towards her
room. As I got closer to the room I
knew something was off because Icould hear a guy saying
something and her moaning. I was hoping so badly that I was

(45:19):
wrong. I was praying that the sounds I
heard were somehow wrong and just in my mind.
My mind wanted to believe that maybe she was watching Korn, but
the knocking against the wall made more sense now.
I opened the door and it was my worst fear come true.
Some guy was on top of her and they were going at it.
The knocking was her bed hittingthe wall every so often.

(45:41):
I was entirely heartbroken. I put the flowers and candy on
her dresser and left without saying a word.
They both saw me and just sort of froze.
Like maybe perhaps if they stopped I wouldn't notice.
Or maybe they didn't know how toreact.
I know I didn't. I knew the guy.
He was one of her really good friends from grade school.
In most cases, I wouldn't be madat the guy because I think in

(46:05):
most cases the guy doesn't know the full situation.
But this guy knew better. He knew we were together and I
was mad. Heck, the guy had a girlfriend
of his own. I was furious, but it was
sadness that took me over. I was so sad.
It felt like I wasted four yearsof my life.
I didn't understand why or how she could do this.

(46:25):
What did I do wrong? So many things on my mind I was
broken. I drove home.
I remember the exact feeling andmindset I had on my way home.
I could have crashed and wouldn't have cared that maybe
it would have made her regret it.
I got home and about 10 minutes later she showed up.
We both did a ton of talking to one another and opening up.

(46:47):
She said that all the texting was with Justin, the grade
school friend, and she said she had this other side to her that
wanted to be bad and wanted to get get out every so often.
We talked about what that meant.She wanted to try different
stuff in the bedroom so it didn't result in US breaking up.
The truth was, I did love her and when you spend that many

(47:08):
years with someone it's very hard not to love them and I
didn't want to start over and I didn't want anyone else.
We did have fun together immensely.
So she stopped talking to the grade school friend.
They were no longer friends and I decided to call off the
wedding until I felt everything was OK.
So we tried new bedroom stuff and it was fun and we had fun.

(47:30):
Life went back to normal. But that day changed me a
little. After that day I always had
trust issues. Trust just isn't easily gained
back after something like that. Over time she earned my trust
back and we moved in together into an apartment.
I never truly forgot that day. The scene was embedded in my
mind but I trusted her so we moved in and everything seemed

(47:54):
OK. This was two years later by the
time everything was back on track.
We even had counselling for her because of this other side she
had. Everything felt calm and we
enjoyed living together until she started getting texts again,
even more than before. It was a red flag this time
because of the last time I let it go for a while.
I did question her and she said it was friends.

(48:16):
I let it go because I didn't want to be that guy.
I felt bad for suspecting her again, but also bad because I
was so nervous. All the thoughts running through
my head were absolutely horrible.
One day she left her phone at the apartment when she went to
work and I went through it. Let me tell you, I felt
disgustingly horrible about it as I turned on her phone.

(48:38):
I felt like the worst boyfriend and a disgusting horrible
person. I did until I found all the
texts. She was messaging all sorts of
other guys online on stuff like Kik and Skype and even some
local guys from Facebook and meeting them.
And here is some sound advice. Guys, if you find this sort of
stuff on your girl's phone, do not look at the pictures as that

(49:00):
is what will break you the most.I looked at the pictures, she
sent some very explicit picturesto all sorts of guys, and she
had pictures and videos of her with some guys.
It absolutely broke me. I was done beyond it.
I grabbed all my stuff possible and moved to a friend's
basement. I filled my car and my friend's
car with my stuff, mostly clothes, my TV that I paid for,

(49:24):
my video game stuff, and my computer.
Everything else I didn't care about.
On the way out I wrote a note explaining what I found and
explaining that I was done and Ididn't want any contact with her
ever again. She texted me countless times
that night about how it wasn't her, that it was her other side.
She tried to spin it around thatway again, but this time I was

(49:48):
so done. I wasted almost eight years of
my life and I felt done. I lost my job and I lost all the
will to really do anything but sleep.
It was a dark time in my life. If it wasn't for my friend being
there to force me to eat sometimes and be there for me, I
probably wouldn't have gotten through it.
I ended up blocking her from Facebook and changing my number.

(50:11):
It was so difficult to separate my life from hers.
We had routines and a life together, and I really didn't
know how to be without her. I didn't know how to sleep
without her in my arms or how toeat without her helping me cook
dinner or even be in the car without her singing along to
songs and acting stupid with me.Our lives went from being
embedded to being separate in a second's time.

(50:33):
I lost myself for a long time. My friend urged me to go out and
meet a few women, but I didn't know how to mingle or meet
women. Back then it wasn't as digital
as it is now. Now there are Tinder and
Grinder. Back then it was my space.
Ironically How I Met my ex. I had a few dates but with my
trust issues, I didn't click with anyone.

(50:54):
My ex managed to destroy something in me, I don't know
what exactly. It is sort of a trust thing and
just a worry that any relationship I would have would
end like that. I gave up for a while until this
woman found me online. I had a website where I was
writing a book online. I wrote it in chapters and
posted each one online like an episodic style.

(51:15):
This woman was a huge fan and wenoticed we had a huge number of
the same interests. She loved writing just as much
as I do and she has a passion for art.
We share our new art with each other all the time and give each
other honest critiques. We are always brutally honest
with each other and I love that.It's been three years of

(51:37):
constant skyping, playing games on PS3 with each other, and we
write with each other every single day.
We have fallen in love. We literally talk from the
moment our day starts to when wesleep and it's amazing.
Story 29 Things between me and my partner had been rocky for a
couple of months, and while I knew that we were slowly

(51:58):
drifting apart, the love we had for each other was most
definitely still there. Or at least that's what I
thought. Things had been going better for
the last couple of weeks and I had spent Friday night at home
working on some school work while she went out to party with
some friends. So when I woke up early on
Saturday, I thought it would be a great idea to walk over to her
place with some food to make herbreakfast, which was something

(52:21):
that I often did. She didn't live far from my
place so it was a short walk, and she always left a spare key
outside her place and permitted me to pop in at any time.
However, when I got to her place, there was a vehicle I
didn't recognize in her drivewayand her key wasn't in its normal
place. I felt intrusive about it, but I
decided to look through the window into her suite.

(52:43):
She lived in a basement suite tosee if she was actually home or
had crashed at a friend's place.After all, we had been together
for three plus years, so it wasn't like I was some peeping
Tom. So even though I felt a little
weird about it, I looked throughthe kitchen window and
immediately saw shoes and clothing spread all over and in
a very cliche way, they led directly to her bedroom.

(53:05):
Even though my heart sank to my stomach and I didn't want to see
it, I went around the house and looked through her bedroom
window to see what I feared. She was lying unclothed in bed
next to another guy. I've never felt so ashamed,
betrayed and angry before in my life.
And in that very moment, she happened to open her eyes and
made direct eye contact with me.I felt shattered.

(53:25):
I felt guilty and ashamed. I wanted to smash the window and
off this stranger lying next to the woman I thought I'd always
be with, but I didn't. I just walked away.
The next year of my life, I'm ashamed to admit, consisted of
excessive drinking and partying,cringe worthy conversations with
my ex, and an internal turmoil that nearly destroyed me.
But when that fog finally lifted, somehow it all made

(53:48):
sense and I was finally able to let go of all the pain and anger
and frustration that I had held onto.
I made my apologies. I shook the hand of the man who
was lying next to her that morning, now her partner, and
made peace with all that it happened.
My reaction at the time was childish, self-destructive, and
likely overboard. She wasn't my first serious

(54:10):
girlfriend, but she was the one that I loved more than anyone
else and I really thought we'd be together forever.
I'm not proud of how I reacted, but it taught me a lot about who
I am and who I want to be. I stayed single for a long time
after that and only dated for short periods, but never got too
attached to anyone. I apologize to both her and her
new partner for a variety of reasons, mainly to make peace

(54:33):
with what had happened and to try to heal some of the anger I
was holding on to, but also because during my phase of self
destruction I had said some pretty cringy things to both her
and to him. We shared a group of friends so
there was plenty of interaction and I knew that I could and
should be a better man than that.
I felt really guilty about some of the things I said, and
because I really did care about this person.

(54:54):
I wanted her to be happy with whatever new path she chose.
One day I finally met another woman whom I fell deeply in love
with and have been with for fiveyears now.
I couldn't be happier. And the box I have hiding in my
closet is almost full enough with the money I've been saving
to buy her the ring she's alwayswanted.
I guess in the end, it does makesense.

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